Hot and seductive

Chapter 122 122 Why Are You Crying?
A pot of tea was stewed so fragrant, Uncle Wu picked up the teapot, filled the cups of Ling Luo and Mr. Huo, and then poured half of it into his own cup, he asked without looking up: "Have you ever regretted it? "

Uncle Wu naturally asked Mr. Huo.

It seems that Mr. Huo still has a story to tell, Ling Luo's eyes fell on the master calmly.

Although the temples are white and the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes are deeper than that of Uncle Wu, but the profound facial features can still show the heroic spirit. It is not difficult to guess how suave Mr. Huo's appearance was when he was young. There are not hundreds of girls who like him. It shouldn't be less than a few dozen, right?

But he went but single so far.

Mr. Huo took a deep look at Ling Luo, his expression softened: "I don't regret it!"

Why did the master stare at me and say no regrets? It's because he asked himself just now if he would regret it?
Uncle Wu looked at Ling Luo and understood: "There is really nothing to regret to have such an apprentice."

But Ling Luo always felt that the two of them had something to say.

Old Mr. Huo didn't know what he was thinking, and his eyes fell on Ling Luo again: "I don't want you to take a detour, you know, Master's decades of research can't match the quality of others, and you just let Master go again. Go the same way again."

Ling Luo: "The times and technologies are advancing with the times, and Chinese patent medicines will also make breakthroughs."

"No matter how you keep up with the times, it is a fact that the quality of Chinese herbal medicines is not good enough, and the shelf life is limited. Therefore, the medical insurance has withdrawn all Chinese patent medicines. The market you thought is now just a mess more messy than this yard. Of course, there may be One day you can clean up this mess, but you will find out later that you don’t even have the chance to go to a clinical trial, because no hospital is willing to give you this platform, and in the end you will only run out of fuel in these setbacks .”

After Mr. Huo finished speaking, tears welled up in his eyes.

This is not his life.

He cleaned up all the mess and researched the medicine, but was denied by the medical system in one sentence. He thought that as long as he worked hard, he would succeed one day. The clinical trials of Chinese patent medicines have been stopped, countless Chinese patent medicines have been boycotted, and they can't even be put on the shelves of pharmacies...

No matter how much blood is poured, it seems that it has been poured into the heart.

Ling Luo couldn't help shivering.

She never thought that Master had experienced so much. In her intuition, she thought that what Master said was not all right, but she couldn't refute it anyway.

Donglai Medicine is her painstaking effort, how she tried her best to make it bigger and stronger, only she knows, and she also knows that Chinese patent medicine still has a long way to go.

In the end, I could only say unconvinced: "Master, since you have made so much effort, you shouldn't deny its value."

"It's funny, when have I ever denied its value, I'm trying to persuade you to quit." Mr. Huo gave Ling Luo an angry look.

His expression was both annoyed and angry, half-truth and half-false, and after he finished speaking, he couldn't help but smile at Ling Luo.

In fact, both master and apprentice know well that inheritance and innovation have become something in each other's bones. No matter how difficult it is, they can't stop their determination to go all the way to the dark.

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As it was getting late, Ling Luo stayed at Uncle Wu's place for dinner.

When Ling Luo wanted to volunteer to make dinner, the two old men immediately stood up aggressively: "No, no, no! Just sit down!"

I don't know what she cooks, and the two old men have suffered a lot.

Ling Luo blinked: "You seem to dislike my cooking."

The two old men said in unison with a rare tacit understanding: "No, absolutely not."

Ling Luo: You two don't hide your disgust.

From this point of view, Chi Youxiao and Gu Song are indeed very easy to support, unlike these two old men who are picky.

Uncle Wu said: "You are guests, just wait here, today I will show you both."

Uncle Wu flashed extremely fast, as if he was afraid that someone would rob the kitchen if he took a step too late.

When Uncle Wu was cooking, Mr. Huo and Ling Luo were sitting in the main room, looking at each other and looking at you.

Mr. Huo took out a book from his pocket: "This is the book you asked me for last time."

It is an ancient book, Ling Luo has wanted it for a long time.

Ling Luo took it and was very happy.

Mr. Huo lowered his head to find her expression: "Aren't you angry with me?"

Ling Luo turned his face away: "You don't mean what you say, so I don't want to forgive you."

Mr. Huo: "I just promised you to accept you as an inner disciple!"

"I've been waiting for you for half a year, but when you came back, you turned on me!" Ling Luo's voice was full of coquettishness, not like being angry, but more like a child getting angry in front of adults.

Mr. Huo smiled helplessly, and said earnestly: "Okay, how about I apologize to you for what happened before? Luo, you have to know that choosing to make Chinese patent medicine depends not only on your own ability, but also on the right time." The right place and people are indispensable. You can still display your talents in Dahe, Kyoto, but when you go to the society and face those patients, businessmen, and officials, I can't protect you. Chijia can protect you for a while. I can't protect you for the rest of my life, and you have to bear some difficulties and setbacks yourself, and no one can help you at that time, so what should you do, and is it because the master didn't persuade you?"

"So Master doesn't like me?" Ling Luo raised his head slightly.

Mr. Huo said solemnly: "It's not that the master doesn't like you, it's that the future of Chinese patent medicine is hopeless."

"Only you can inherit what I have learned all my life. I am willing to accept you as an inner disciple, but let the master watch you walk a road full of thorns... I really can't bear it." Mr. Huo paused : "Of course, Master won't stop you either!"

He is contradictory.

It is precisely because of the contradiction that he hesitates and is at a loss for what to say.

-

Late at night, Ling Luo walked out of the low-rise building area, and Mr. Huo stayed at Uncle Wu's house to accompany him.

Walking out of the green steps, the bustling and noisy city that belongs to this city once again appeared in front of you.

A high-walled intersection cuts off everything in the city, just like Chinese medicine is incompatible with this society.

Ling Luo bought a jar of the owner's homemade wine on the side of the road, and drank it while walking home.

In fact, what Mr. Huo said is right, a person's life is short, so why bother to exhaust your mind for something that you already know has no result?

But that unknown emotion was stuck in my heart, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

All she knew was that it shouldn't be like this.

Walking into the alley, the street lights made my eyes hurt, and tears suddenly fell.

She wasn't wronged, it must be because the wine was too hot for her eyes.

Ling Luo wiped away the tears she didn't fight for, but she shed more and more.

In the end, his temper got up, and he wiped it casually. When he looked up, he found a slender figure standing at the gate of the small courtyard.

Regardless of whether it was inappropriate or not, Ling Luo ran over and hugged him directly.

Chi Youxiao's body froze, and hesitantly placed his palm on her back to comfort her: "Why are you crying?"

(End of this chapter)